"Resolutions"

Written By: Zazu

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I own the characters. I have borrowed them here for some fun and creativity, and this is not for profit. I do, however, own the plot mentioned here and any instances that you may find similar to real life events are purely a coincidence.

Rating: R

Pairing: 1+2+1

Author's Note: Beta-read by Deb! The title isn't creative, but hopefully you'll still enjoy the fic.

Written: January 2, 2007

Summary: Duo and Heero discuss their New Year resolutions.

"Resolutions"

Duo leaned against Heero, the both of them stretched out on their couch. He sipped his cup of hot cocoa then reached to set the mug onto the coffee table before he picked up the pen and notebook in his lap.

"New Years resolutions," he announced. "What do you resolve to do this year, Heero?"

"Are you writing them down again?" Heero asked, remembering the same event last year. That had been the first New Year he had spent with Duo and he recalled that Duo had resolved to keep the writing of resolutions a tradition. He hadn't thought that his lover would have remembered it.

"I sort of resolved to make this a tradition, didn't I?" Duo asked in reply, flipping back a few pages. The book, Heero knew, detailed a lot of little events and phrases Duo liked to take note of. In fact, the opening entry for that notebook had been their past resolutions. Duo snickered. "I know what you should resolve to do this year."

"What's that?" Heero stroked Duo's braid, taking a sniff just behind Duo's ear.

"You should resolve not to break dishes anymore when it's your turn to wash them," Duo said. "Just like you did today."

Heero snorted. "No thanks to you," he retorted. Heero had once told Duo that he liked to cook and since they had moved in together Heero usually cooked while Duo washed the dishes. Once in a while, though, they would switch the tasks.

"What do you mean by that?" Duo scoffed. "You broke that plate of your own accord! But if you don't want to make that resolution, then I'll make one. I resolve to use plastic kitchen ware whenever it's Heero's turn to wash the dishes."

Heero grabbed Duo's hand before the pen could mark the paper. "It's always your fault!" he protested. "Never mine!"

"Oh?" Duo shifted so he could lean against the sofa and look Heero in the eye. "And just how is it my fault?"

Heero flushed a little, not really wanting to say what had happened; what usually happens. Then, he decided he would brave the explanation anyway. He resolved to make Duo blush this time, instead of it being the other way around!

"Well, for starters, you usually begin by coming up behind me," Heero said calmly, willing the red in his cheeks to fade instead of flame. "Kind of like the way I'm behind you now."

Duo blinked at the turn of events, then realized what Heero was doing.

"Oh? And then?" he asked innocently.

"Then you slip your hands around my waist." Heero imitated the motion. "And you kiss me behind the ear because you know that's a sensitive spot for me." Heero kissed Duo behind the ear. "But your sensitive spot is here where your jaw and neck join together." Heero nipped that spot and Duo chuckled, shifting at the teasing touch.

Heero stilled the man in his arms. "Then you use your braid and tickle me." Heero took the braid and tickled Duo's neck while the other hand slipped into Duo's jeans pocket to slide a finger against the growing bulge. "And then you do that."

"Mm," Duo hummed. "Do that again."

Heero complied, slipping his other hand into the opposite pocket. "And then you begin to tease me, like this." Heero demonstrated the same moves to his lover. He shifted his own hips to show his lover that he was equally aroused at the teasing. Duo pushed back with a slight moan.

"And then what do I do, Heero?" Duo asked, tilting his head back to kiss Heero's jaw.

"Then you slide your hand into my jeans to fist me," Heero said, undoing the button and zipper to slide his hand in, fisting Duo despite the boxers that still covered Duo's arousal. "And then you reach in and touch me." Heero slid his hand between the flap of Duo's boxers. "And tease me in that one spot that drives us both crazy." He teased a finger at the slit of Duo's tip. Although he was fully expecting the movements Heero was dictating, the touch there caused Duo to shudder and arch into Heero's hand while his head leaned back against Heero's shoulder. The notebook and pen fell, forgotten, from Duo's hands. "And that's where I drop whatever dish I'm holding and break it." Heero removed his hand from Duo's pants, bringing it up to lick the drop of precum he had snagged in that last touch. "See? It's your fault. And you do it too. Drop what you're holding I mean."

"Hey!" Duo turned over and lay on Heero, pressing his own hips against his lover's. "I may tease you enough to make you let go, but I never let you go!" He emphasized his words by grinding against Heero, causing his lover to arch and press back. "You tease," Duo said, seeing Heero's sly expression before it contorted into one of pleasure, thanks to their hips grinding together.

"No, you're a tease," Heero replied. He wrapped his arms around Duo's waist again, holding the man still, although they were still pressed together. "So maybe I should resolve to become a better tease than you, Duo Maxwell."

Duo smiled at Heero. "That may be hard to do."

"I'll try my best. And I should resolve not to let you get that close until I finish washing the dishes. While I'm at it, I'll wash all the breakables first." Heero smiled softly in return. "But a serious resolution here." He ruffled Duo's bangs a little before caressing his cheek. Duo leaned into the touch. "I resolve to make you laugh and smile every day, Duo Maxwell."

Duo leaned forward to kiss Heero's lips gently, pulling back before the man could draw him into a deeper kiss. He shifted his hips a bit, holding back a chuckle as Heero drew in a quick breath.

"I, Duo Maxwell, resolve to learn to love you even more. And I further resolve to make sure you know it. I love you, Heero Yuy." Duo leaned forward again, slowly. Heero's hand slid from Duo's cheek around to the back of Duo's head, fisting the top of the braid lightly as he pulled Duo close.

"I love you too, Duo Maxwell."


-owari-

 

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